ResonantCrimson

They were rivals in every sense of the word. Their companies fought one another on a daily basis to try and steal customers from the other. Being the top managers in their respective companies, whenever one stole from another, it was frowned upon by those even higher than themselves. Thus they decided the best way to settle their rivalry, to see who was better in every way, a wrestling match would be the best incentive to see who is superior. Each manager isn’t a slouch when it comes to wrestling. The female trains MMA and a crossfitter. Meanwhile, the male lifts weights and has a background in freestyle wrestling. Neither knows of the other’s talents, however, and it makes things rather exciting for those who decide to spectate the match. The man is cocky, though. He believes he has this in the bag, as he’s one of those men who believe women can never do what the male gender can. He boasts he’s going to win this, no contest, no hesitation, and his coworkers notice him walking

Anne and Drystan are out Christmas shopping and refuse to let their partners come with them, leaving Neko and Kemosiri with the house to themselves. Neko’s perched on the couch, ears flicking and tail swishing with annoyance. Kemosiri sits across from her on an old, worn leather chair, smirking at the catgirl with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Can you stop looking at me like that?” Neko complains, cheeks flushing as her ears twitch. “Looking at you like what, kitten?” Kemosiri questions, smirk softening to a grin. “Like you want to eat me,” Neko mutters, casting her gaze to look at the wall. “That’s Drystan’s job.” Kemosiri lets out a bark of laughter, moving from his chair to plop next to Neko on the sofa. Neko curls away from the demon, but Kemosiri won’t stand for it. He grabs the tiny catgirl’s shoulder and drags Neko so her face is plush against Kemosiri’s pecs, making her sputter and face turn a million shades of red. She tries to move away from Kemosiri, but she has

The fire crackles as Link sits near its edge, the heat doing little for the turmoil in his heart. He has new friends and people he cares for. But he just can’t forget about the person who was his first love, who stole his heart, and then left without saying goodbye or even writing a letter to say so. Despite not wanting to think the worst, Link’s thoughts often drift to one constant, ‘did Edge leave on purpose?’. It would make sense. Link let the beast free, he hurt Edge, so why would the other boy want to say goodbye? Wringing his hands, Link looks up at the twinkling stars overhead. It’s a beautiful evening. This world was known for its beauty. Despite it, Link can’t find it within him to admire any kind of beautiful thing. His heart hurts. A sorrowful sigh slips free. Link knows if he wanted to talk to someone about his emotions, he could. Mallaidh would be an easy one to converse with. After all, when they first met, she called him every cute name under the sun and cuddled him.

“This is amazing, Neko!” Tyle exclaims, excitement coloring his voice as the two venture through Skaia on higher ground. “This place is so cool!” Neko smiles at her boyfriend. She loves this man more than anything in the worlds. It’s hard to believe they encountered one another when Neko attempted to pickpocket him, viewing Tyle as an easy target. Now? She wouldn’t trade him or the time they had together for anything. When they first became friends - a few months before starting to date - Neko remembers showing Tyle Twilight Town through jumping across rooftops. Tyle laughed and laughed, enjoying himself more than even Neko was, and a bright smile lit her face at Tyle’s laughter. The pair tend to stay on rooftops or high ground when they visit new worlds, not wanting to be caught or seen. It’s an extra layer of adrenaline. Neko thrives off it. She knows Tyle finds it fun more than anything, but deep down she also knows he does it because he knows Neko loves the thrill. Deciding to

Link carries darkness in his heart. No one knows just how much - no one except Mallaidh. She’s the earth beneath his feet, grounding him to reality when the darkness becomes too much and all consuming. Her soft, calm demeanor, and her melodious voice never fail to bring Link back from the depths of his own emotions. Link appreciates the woman more than she’ll ever know. He loves her and Hawkes more than anyone else in all the worlds, even if someone thinks he cares for Hawkes more because they take the reins in their relationship. The boy didn’t understand why Mallaidh let them do whatever they pleased while she sat back and watched. After Hawkes retired to bed and they were the sole ones awake, she told him. “You two are so shy, and while it’s adorable, you need to break free from it.” If Link didn’t adore Mallaidh before, he did when the rabbitfolk said those words. He gave her a hug, nuzzling his face in her chest. It was his silent way of saying thank you to her. And